A Prayer For Owen Meany

I have a love / hate relationship with this book. Irving can certainly turn a phrase and his dialog between friends Owen Meany and John Wheelwright is spot-on for teenage boys. Their discussions, at times, are poignant and very funny. But in this book, Irving repeated himself constantly at an infuriating rate, and once I reached the end of the book, realized he was attempting to bash his readers over the head with his ham-fisted attempt at revealing divine symbolism. This 600-plus page novel could have easily been edited down to 300 pages and been just as enjoyable except quicker to read.